Luyện nghe bài hát Get 'Em Daddy [Remix]

See the problem is I ain't goin
Can at me, can stab at me
Take your best (this is the remix)
Suck a no homo
DipSet, remix, go!

Rell]
My is novocaine, my bars is hurricanes (Katrina)
I got cain, mac in the melon range
Hop out and exchange
I wanna see these niggaz die die, make they mom hell-a pain
Walk like I got a broom in my pants
Na that's a A-K, heavy tool in my pants, damn
Man these cowards better stay in lane
And if they ain't getting the picture, it in the frame
VVS's in my chain (bling) they in my ring (There they go)
You of wrote your will already if your sayin our names
Hell Rell, Mr. Ruger Ruger, I'm a shooter
You hung with the girls you dutch or hoola-hooper
Hop and jumpin, block clickin and jumpin
clickin and dumpin, it's the mighty

[J.R.
Listen I'm quite known, nice chrome, a niggaz
Ya sight blown, Right-o, my white stones
hand bling, the right one shiver
Stallion, medallion, a ice picture
The stone flipper
That white tone, nights home, rid of the weight like lipo mister
psycho sicker
That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a friend like on Thriller
This ain't nothing to me, a at its best
No rapper could impress, man I'm right out the jets
You rappin
But it's like a movie shoot
How sendin all these damn actors at the set

Jones]
It goes get 'em (Goonies)
Soul niggaz sick and flabby, (they washed up)
Young fly rich and every nigga me pack heat, (we ballin)
Somebody pictures at me, (watch me)
I know I got the F.B.I. sick of me
The cash the jewels and how we buy V's
Don't get ya fried to a fricassee
My vest and my heater, breath full of
And ya boy stay fly like he was for Easter
The big Pachorte, Capo the
Packin 4-4 court case to on expressway
Its Byrdgang we fly high
And chart the G-4 we get in the sky

I'm Hulk Hogan, Randy Savage, Bob
Akin, ha ha, who they think they car jackin
You dump and a dump, I slumped and I
They mad my car's like an elephant, the trunk in the
See ya dude react, Hud six me back, a few they clapped
But I ate those, them shits is Scooby
I see stars, I'm a G pa
the Lam' in 6th, Drove to the E.R.
Had to it hot
Feel like Pac I know set up
Them old niggaz know I'm to take they spot
no A.B. - I.O.U.
Y.B. get 'em up in I.C.U.
I see you at the BP, shot 'em off G.P.
Guns VA, PA, down to D.C.
D.O.A. if you up on my P.C.
C-74 switched 'em to P.C.
Chuck D, we the '06 P.E.
me why, I'm in the '06 G.T.
All about G's B, we the B.G.
Byrd Dipset, D.I.P. see
KRS-One, the great B.D.P.
You wanna join the crew, then you must see me,
(Get 'em Daddy) Got 'em mommy, you my Bonnie
Cause I'm Batman the pump, Johnny Johnny
(Get 'em Daddy) Honey smile, don't act funny
In one ear, yeah yeah, 220